my first day as a 4 month old -posted by EMARIE

alright, so i can't type, yet, so i'm telling my mom everything i want to say.  my mom is like my personal assistant.  i really couldn't live without her.  you know like famous people have people do everything for them, well that's kinda like my mom.  if i liked coffee, i would have her get me a vente white chocolate mocha from Aspen Coffee in Stillwater, OK.

i am actually going to start my story by telling ya'll about yesterday... i had to go to this place called the doctor.  my mom swears my doctor is a nice lady, but all i remember is those pokey things {shots}. Wowsers!  it all began like any other day, i woke up, i was in my usual good mood, had some breakfast. next, i played in my exersaucer (picture of me in action to follow), mom got me dressed, then strapped me into my car seat and with a smile on her face said, "you ready to go bye-bye?  my library books are ready to go pick up and you are almost out of formula."  sounded like fun.  i'm up for a car ride anytime, i just don't understand why the cars have to stop so much.  i would quickly learn that she conveniently left out the trip to a little place called Healthcare for Children, or the most awful place on earth if you ask kids.  thanks mom.  i've got your number lady.  i will remember this.  you like sleep right... well, i'll be sure to get you back.

anyway- i took a catnap while mom drove around running errands, and the next thing i know, i'm naked, in a cold chair, with a paper napkin stuck to my bum {the scale}.  when i saw that stranger, mom called her a nurse, i knew i was in for trouble.  i tried to cry to keep her away, but it didn't work.  she'd later get me good.  the stranger put a ruler around my head and made me lay on a table as she stretched my leg off.  it was pure torture, you guys.  then she left.  did the tears work?  no time to celebrate, another stranger came in.  she had a warm smile and a nice voice, but i cried anyway.  i thought i would get some relief because the doctor kept saying nice things as she stuck a flat wooden object in my mouth and a funnel thingy in my ear.  how could she expect me to like that? she even said i have a perfectly shaped head.  maybe my daddy will let me be a head model? just kidding,  there's no such thing.  is there? well, my dad says i will play soccer.  play...okay, i like that.  soccer, sure, if it's play, i'm in.  now my results from the doctor (in case you forgot what i was at 2 month, click here):

4 months:
-height- 23 3/4 inches  {up almost 2 inches. call me Yao Ming}
-weight- 13 lbs  {up a little over 2 1/2 lbs}
-head circumference- 16 inches {the brain has grown almost 2 inches too. move over Stephen Hawking}

i have no idea what these things mean or what the 25-50th percentile means, but that's where i am.  all i know is that i'm not a fan of the doctor.  what kind of lady can sleep at night after she pokes a baby like me?

now TODAY!  i had a great day.  i napped, played with my toys, napped, got in my swing, napped, played some more, had a few diaper changes, and napped.  i ate too.  i can eat 4 oz at one time.  sometimes 5.  i'm getting big.  i walked around the house with my personal assistant {mom} and took pics of some of my favorite things. here's what i'm into these days:

this is pressley the pachyderm, i eat his nose sometimes

i love the nuk fatas...aka pacifiers

my cousin aubriana taught me about spongebob

my mom's cool pillows. i stare at them a lot.

this is me working out in my new exersaucer

i love to blow bubbles. oh and thanks Matt and Amy Garrett for my cute outfit!!!

my poppa calls me a pwwincess all the time.
P.S.- see my perfectly shaped noggin?  i got my dad's ears. 

emarie